When you tellAddie something, or more often, tell her not to do something, she typically has 3 possible answers.
1. Ah ayah ayuh (think whin-eeeeey, but not really crying, more of a yell)
Oh is by far the best. It is actually music to my ears, a relief of an answers. There is nothing more to say! :)
Addie: Poo-Poo (pointing to her diaper while I rock her before bed)
Me: No Addie, it's night night time, you don't need to go Poo-Poo
Me: Addie, stop putting your fingers in there, they are going to get smashed
Addie: (trying to put her "panties"/diaper cover under her tights, struggling) groan
Me: Addie, you put your tights under the panties
Addie: (Points at the TV) Elmo
Me: Nope, no Elmo
Addie: Peeeeeeese Mama
Me: Honey, Elmo isn't on right now
It's like she understands and accepts whatever it is that I'm telling her. And she stops. Like she wanted to see how the world was gonna work and I tell her something, anything, and now she knows.
I wish it was that easy. And I love that it sometimes is.